Deactivate your ability!

Fegan's brows twitched at her request, he didn't want his daughter interacting with anyone who could distract her from living the peaceful life he had built for her.

"No!" He flatly responded and got up from his chair, pacing about so he could think.

Lotus' face fell at that point, she had expected him to be more open, be glad at the resolve, but she realized that it was all but a wishful thought.

"I know you don't trust me and I had sided with the one group you hated the most," she paused and began to cough.

Her breathing hitched and she opened her mouth so she could take in air manually.

Fegan turned to her bedside and stared in shock as a vine wrapped itself around Lotus' neck.

'What the hell?!' He exclaimed and lurched forward to grab a hold of her pendant.

From what he could vaguely remember, this was a curse from the pendant he had created–using the user's gift or magic against them.